Barter with Devils

[Produced by Seven]

[Intro: Kane & (Mr. Scratch)]
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell
So I pass to thee a plea to make you my personal devil
To have you as my guide and pray to you to bring me back
If you may, please let me speak
(Please, amuse me)

[Verse]
As I walk through the shadow of the valley of death
I realize I haven't ever come close to even one peaceful breath
So I look into your eyes and pray for you to let me loose
I pray to you, my dead fam, and all of my semi's too
Murder is beautiful and I release evil from their corpses
I bring forth their souls but I have only given some morsels
Make me immortal and I could bring you a lifetime supply
Of anything and everything before you will die
Before I go cry, I know I'm in panic
I wasted my chance and I know I can't stand it
I was built for the purpose of cocking the hammer
I wasn't built for social purposes or minding my manners
That's why with you I can relate with the most
This "god" being prayed to, I raise a toast
I know motherfuckers in Harlem that would go and rape Christ
And butchers in Hell's Kitchen carving with steak knives
You flow through me, I flow through you
You help me, well then I'll help you too
Help me back to life and raise back my empire
We'll be greater than the Greeks, the stakes will be raised higher
First you start low, and then you build up
Me and you know, that I shouldn't pay up
So much potentials, so many connections
You couldn't even hide from me if you was in Witness Protection
It doesn't matter if I prayed to god before
I was afraid of death, but now I want to raise the Glock and more
God wouldn't allow homicide or anything like it
It's in human nature to breed and kill in spite of it
Remember it was God who smacked you down from Heaven
Cause you wouldn't agree to worship without a fucking question
It would interest you to let me go to further spread some evil
Would you please give me another chance, so I can behead some people

[Bridge: The Deevil's Advocate]
All you speak of is irrelevant, doesn't matter about your weapons and
When it comes to our bargain, all you've been was arrogant
You sold your soul to me, so you must honor your bargain
You wanted another chance, you will not get another pardon
I agree with all your points but I couldn't care less
Pray to Mr. Scratch your soul to keep, in all of my fairness

[Outro]
(Instrumental Fade)